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"Tony?" Pepper's clear voice drifting down the hall stairs to the kitchen. i took another bite of my bagel, knowing she was right around the corner. "Oh! Tony! I really think you should take this call." she said flushed, And she trotted into the room.I rose an eyebrow and took the small phone from her hand.
"'lo Tony Stark. What do you want?" I answered gruffly. Pepper glared uttering a small 'manners'. I resituated the phone so that i could use both my hands the butter the second piece of bagel. I shoved a portion into my mouth as i listened the idiot on the other line stutter a hello.
"Mr. Stark this is the Child Services organization of Spain. I'd like to confirm that you are aware that your daughter will be arriving via plane at six pm to stay with you until another living situation can be arranged. Thank you for your time. Have a nice da-" The woman's sharp voice cut off as the phone shattered on the floor.
"Tony? Are you alright?" Pepper's voice cut me out of my thoughts. i looked up to meet her worried eyes. I nodded briefly. "I'm so sorry it had to happen this way. I thought you saw the email I forwarded you." she apologized for the tenth time that day, rubbing soft circles on my back as she leaned on the arm of the chair i was sitting in. I remained silent wondering why. Why Emily didn't tell me she was pregnant all those years ago. Why all of the sudden the daughter she kept hidden from me all those years had to be thrust into my control. Why i, who was basically still acted like a child suddenly had to raise one. Not only that. But a teenager. I shuddered.
"We should probably head down." I said. The first words to escape my mouth in hours now. I glanced back down to the clock. The red 6:30 jumped put at me. The moment i had been dreading all day was finally here. I was scared. I could deal with a god from another dimension, a scientist who turned into a huge green monster and a man who was trapped in ice for seventy years. But not a teenaged girl. How could i be a father?
Pepper kept shooting me worried glances. "S-should i cancel dinner tonight with the boys?" she asked hesitantly. Heels getting louder as we stepped into the metal elevator.
"It'll be alright." I replied, wishing i could be anywhere else. The elevator showed we were dropping floors, closer and closer to my biggest fear. I straightened my shirt for the hundredth time today, and took one last deep breath as we stepped off the elevator. I crossed the large lobby, heading towards the glass doors that led outside Just as a cab pulled up. i stayed there for several seconds, and i could hear my heart pounding, knowing it had to be her.
The yellow cab's door opened slowly and long legs were the first things i saw. Brown boots covered her feet, stretching up to her shins. The figure stood up and quickly stepped onto the side walk, carrying a small suitcase behind her. She looked just like me. I blinked over and over, thinking this had to be a mistake. Long dark hair fell to her waist in soft waves, parted to the side. She had slightly broad shoulders, and a small hight of 5'5". She was muscular, but not grotesquely so, with curves, but yet still skinny. The young woman's pink lips widened into a small 'o' as she took in Stark tower.
I watched as she shyly made her way through the doors but carried an air of purposed. Once inside she started to make a beeline for the front desk but then stopped only feet away from me. We locked eyes. Yes. There was a Difference between us besides age and gender. Her eyes. Bright, electric blue, that honestly looked fake. They seemed to radiate power. A quiet, strong power held by a girl who looked as if shes seen much more than her sixteen years would let on. Thats my girl.